A muse in nature.
Nature, Mulvihill, April 27th 2014
"I have never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will."
- Henry David Thoreau
I chose the subject of nature because it is something that I don't experience as often as I would like. See, I'm one of those people that prefer wireless internet and air conditioning to leaves and bugs. It was an excuse to myself to truly explore the woods that were walking distance away from my house. As I approached the woods I grew a little weary. Millions of questions entered my head as my feet left the modern concrete and entered the decomposing earth. What was I going to do for an hour in the middle of nowhere? How was I going to pass the time by?
Surprisingly, before I knew it, an hour had passed by and my camera battery was very close to dying.
By the time the hour had ended, I found that I didn't record so many feelings onto the notepad I had taken with me, unlike Thoreau. But maybe that was the point of my journey. I needed to disconnect myself, and somehow I went as far as separating my mind from my body. I was so focused on how beautiful and resilient the plants were, how they fought to reach the sunlight and stand tall, each one helping the other grow in its ecosystem, I forgot about my own life; the good and the bad. All that came into my head was how breathtaking the scenery was. I realized that in nature is where you will truly find yourself at peace, your mind a clean slate. Maybe that's why Thoreau thought that nature was his natural muse; it provided him with a clear mind where anything was possible.
I found that like Thoreau, many others had found their muse in Nature.
The tree carvings range from messy initials of loved ones to thoughtful poems craved on white bark. It was astounding, how so many others found their peace in the woods, how the woods inspired so many others. These carvings got more elaborate as I traveled deeper along the trail, so I assume that maybe this blank state of mind takes some patience.
I don't know if Henry David Thoreau would have approved of my methods during my nature walk. It was a partial park, partial woods type of nature I experienced, and I did bring a digital camera, and I sort of disregarded my notepad after a couple of sentences. But I think I learned the same thing Thoreau intended for his students to learn, that nature is like a whole different world, one where you can peacefully think without the interference of the outside world, and it's pretty awesome.
Thoreau, Henry David. ¨Walden¨. Elements of Literature fifth course. Kylene Beers and Lee Odell (ed.) Holt: Austin 2005. 193-204. Print.